Including Mate spraining his ankle (and being a total trooper about it as he coached soccer, bless him), and a clusterfuck over at amazon.com and the fact that our cat apparently has a jumping disability…
But forget about that. Because I’ve got some writing happy, all in one whack, and I’m gonna celebrate for a nanosecond before I start whinging about what, let’s face it, is a pretty awesome life. First of all, there’s this:
It’s the first pencil sketch for Guarding the Vampire’s Ghost (the Adrian Story) and I’m without words. It’s beautiful, and, well, dammit, I’m just spoiled. Spoiled rotten. Every cover that’s come out of DSP has made me so proud to write for them. Damn.
And, well, after that, there were some of these,, and
this, and this, and one of these. ETA– oh yeah… and one of these too! (Damn. Just. Damn. Added this last one tonight. I’m sort of blown away.)
Someone likes me. The nerves, insecurity, anxiety, fear, and neurosis can resume on their regularly scheduled patterns (pretty much in sync with my breathing and heartbeat, actually) but for the moment, I’m good.
